Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

“…What’s the matter?”

“…Uh…Nothing…I’ve come…I’ve come…”

On the planetary engine platform, which serves as a transit station, there is a silence around it.

No one knows how the man, who looks forty or fifty, kicked a strong man in his twenties and thirties out of the edge of the platform more than 20 meters away...

People only know that this old man is definitely not wearing exoskeleton armor...

Of course, not everyone has this brain to think about the deep meaning behind the phenomenon. There are always people who have a mentality of not ruling the law and venting the violence in their hearts through chaos.

This is the case with the transporters present.

Most of them grew up in a relatively stable environment and participated in the construction of dungeons, but because of their jobs, they were unable to obtain the qualification to live in dungeons...

And because of the so-called "Wandering Earth Plan", they are forced to accept the fate of turmoil and death.

Compared with the elderly who have come from the era of great construction, these middle-aged and young people suffer much more in their hearts.

I was never afraid of darkness until I saw the light, and this group of people living in the light era was more afraid of losing everything than the old people...

They have no other way to show their dissatisfaction with violence...

After all...the spiritual construction is absent, isn't it?

"...Damn it, I dare to fight back and destroy the three of them!"

“…slaughter them!”

A group of crazy thugs rushed forward, holding all kinds of weapons in their hands. Perhaps for them, venting violence was far more important than seizing babies.

An iron rod aimed at Wang Xuebin's forehead and smashed it hard!

Wang Xuebin's eyes flashed with a sharp look, he took a half step forward, his hands staggered, and he pinned the attacking wrist and swung it hard.

'Click!'

A piece of white bones mixed with blood flow was exposed to the air.

Move your hands down, and the strength bursts out.

With a muffled sound, blood foam gushed out of the man's nose, and a "high" sound of bubbles came from his throat.

Obviously, this person's ribs had pierced the lung lobes and his life was in danger.

The man slowly fell to the ground, but no one around said he was concerned about him. They all rushed to step on the man's body and continued to rush towards Wang Xuebin.

In just a blink of an eye, a life fell into the surging crowd, like a weed, with no meaning...

In the crowd, Wang Xuebin was scattered and beaten, and his hands and feet kept rushing left and right. Not only did he not want to retreat, he rushed back towards the crowd.

He broke a nose bridge with one punch, followed by a push of the elbow, and directly concave the top of the heart.

With his left foot, half of his foot was stepped into a meat pie, leaving a simple footprint on the ground, his right knee rose up, and a shrill shout was added, and there was an eunuch...

The crowd was circling and moving. Any action would be killed or injured. The blood from the ground had already gathered into a stream, and the people watching around were also scared and trembling...

People in this era often see dead people... but no one has ever seen such a bloody scene.

Several inquiry personnel in the inquiry room just now also ran out, but at this time they hid aside and shivered, feeling scared.

"………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………

"...Call me...Call me...Call me...I am the deputy...subject..."

The deputy captain resolutely picked up the sub-word he once hated the most and expressed his responsibility not to come to me.

Not far away, when I heard the deputy captain's words, the captain was about to cry. The incident happened at the transit place under his jurisdiction. With this incident, he could not escape no matter what...

"...Mom Xipi, a bunch of gangs, brainwatts? What are you watching? Why don't you control them quickly?"

The captain roared anxiously, then he hurriedly picked up his personal terminal, found the security platform, and reported it up incoherently.

"... People come, killing people, a group of people wanted to kill those two people, and then another person came out, and the group of people was solved in a few strokes...

You must come quickly, I see that those people won’t last long!

Only eight...uh...six...five...four...six...

It's over, all those people are gone..."

On the platform, the thin-bodied Wang Xuebin was tough and arrogant, and his sharp eyes were full of contempt and arrogance.

He raised his hand to sort out the torn sleeves, tidy up his collar, turned his head to look at Lin Bei and Han Ziang, which scared them both trembled.

“…How about it, can you still stand up?”

Hearing Wang Xuebin's words, the two nodded in panic, quickly got up, and limped and jumped twice.

Seeing this scene, Wang Xuebin frowned again, turned his head to shout at the tent that was tightly sealed not far behind the two of them, and shouted:

"…Where is the doctor? What are you doing? Come out to save people!"

With a loud shout, it seemed that even the tent had trembled three times. After a moment, a doctor in a white coat walked out tremblingly, holding the first aid kit, plucking his courage to walk towards the hellish scene.

"?Well? Here!

Didn’t you see my friend being injured? Show them both first! Don’t worry about the one over there!”

Hearing Wang Xuebin's words, the doctor subconsciously looked at Han Zi'ang and Lin Bei, who seemed to have some contusions on their body, and looked at the murderers who were almost dying of their lives. After weighing the pros and cons, they came to the two of them.

Seeing this scene, Wang Xuebin nodded, greeted Han Zi'ang and the others, and then walked towards the tent where the baby was.

Noticed Wang Xuebin's actions, the young man who had just slapped the table in the inquiry room felt a fever, stepped forward a few steps, opened his arms, and stopped Wang Xuebin.

"…you…you…you stop!"

In front of the tent, Wang Xuebin stopped, lowered his head slightly, looking down at the young man half a head shorter than him, without saying a word.

In an instant, the platform became extremely depressed again, and even the sound of the wind became silent. There was no other sound except the cry of the babies in the tent.

“…you…you are not allowed to go in…”

“…I am the guardian of that child…”

Wang Xuebin said lightly, and had made up his mind to raise this little guy himself...

"...You are not! There is no formalities... You are not..."

Seeing the young man roaring hard, the people around him all raised their throats. The captain stepped forward and opened his mouth, but said nothing.

"... Then why don't you go and do it quickly?"

Wang Xuebin looked at the young man with interest with his eyes, his face still looked indifferent.

The young man seemed to have made up some decision and shouted hard at Wang Xuebin:

"...Don't think about it! I will never watch the child fall into your hands without telling the whereabouts of that girl's parents!"

Hearing this, Wang Xuebin's eyebrows couldn't help but raise slightly, and his face, full of traces of time, showed a playful smile.

"...Boy, what's your name?"

"...Wang Lei! What do you...what do you want?"

"Um... Wang Lei... Haha... Our family..."

Looking at the high-spirited Wang Lei, Wang Xuebin finally smiled, patted him on the shoulder, and pulled him aside with a little force, and walked towards the tent.

"... Her parents' situation is kept confidential and death can be confirmed. The gap in the mission briefing is not what you should know. If you have any questions, you can react like a mission terminal..."

Speaking of this, Wang Xuebin stopped and said softly:

“…In addition…I have a quota for the dungeon in Beijing No. 3, Building B, No. 77, so I don’t need to rely on a small point to calculate anything…

...Next time, I will remember for a long time, don't be so rash, find out if you are talking, waste time..."

A strong wind whistled by, and the atmosphere became awkward...